Postman / Yau Chai

(composed by Adrian Chan, lyrics by Lin Xi, translated by Eric Yap)

Until the fine snow flies down,
Seeps into the Deep Sea Far Away.
Cannot even move two feet,
first thought about,
leaving.
 
Until you said not coming back,
Until I said you deserved it.
Took down your cloak of emotions
Maybe instead you'll believe Love.
 
You are a thousand mounds of snow, I am the long street.
Afraid that when the sun rises, we will have to part.
Looking at the Butterfly which can't cross the Heavens,
Who has the rights to Not Understand 
(only thing to do is blame the time which goes by too fast).

You are a Letter, I am a Postman.
The Last pair of Legs
Treks through every Dune,
Hurriedly Sending,
Didn't have time to tear open,
The Beautiful World Inside.

Misread the Hotel's Door Sign,
Mistook the Street to Roam,
Want to protect the cooling Food Parcel,
Cannot be simply placed.
 
Does not contain your strumming and mine,
But contains an ending of strumming.
Yellow leaves will fly far from this fate,
In the end only able to say good bye.